Thomas was pissed before, then with the new boy's comments about marrying Jasmine, coupled with the nancy bit, the camel's back finally broke. Calmly, he downed the rest of his tankard, stood up slowly and moved toward the bard, whose hands were filled with tankards of his own. He glared at him for a moment, then threw his tankard down, following it up with a fast right hook aimed directly toward the bard's face. 

Jasmine had been too busy listening to the back and forth between her table companions, she hadn't seen what Thomas was starting. Gerard on the other hand, did. He was sure Thomas could handle himself, he was the stronger of the two of them, and a lot younger and angrier than the bard. However, he wanted to be able to return to the tavern one day and Marzi didn't put up with this sort of thing. [b][i][color=ed1c24]"Shit."[/color][/i][/b] He quickly got up and quickly locked up Thomas' arms behind him, before the fight could progress any further. [b][i][color=ed1c24]"Come on mate, let's go chill off outside."[/color][/i][/b] Thomas was fighting him more than their old mule Matilda. But Gerard had a strong lock on him and steered him toward the doors.

Jasmine just watched with shocked eyes. She'd never seen Thomas start a fight before. Every so often him and Gerard would fight as friends do, but that was about the extent of it. Watching them leave, she considered joining them, but was comfortable and just finished her mead. She looked around for the barmaid, and she now found herself a little hungry. With Gerard and Thomas gone, she turned over her shoulder to the newcomer at her old table, [color=fff200][b][i]"Why dun you join us hun?"[/i][/b][/color]